Hello, this is a story I just started working on, it's a little short for a chapter but that's okay.

I do not own a single darn thing. Rise of the guardians are NOT mine. I own nothing. NOTHING.

So yeah, fair warning this is boy on boy, and its defiantly on the naughty list. So…enjoy you sick perverts. .

Jack sat on a familiar roof, one he had sat on for quite some time. It was the 13th of December and Jack knew what that meant. After months of not seeing Jamie he would finally come home from college for winter break. Now the frost spirit could have gone and visited Jamie at his college dorm but Jamie had asked him nicely to stay away. Apparently his school was somewhere close to the equator, which always put Jack in a more or less weakened state, not to mention the frustration and irritation of being sticky with sweat that ruined his mood. There was also the other reason, Jamie didn't want people seeing him talk to the air. At first Jack was hurt, Jamie was the first child to ever see him, and so far he held the record of still being able to see him. Even the children that helped the guardians fight Pitch had slowly lost the ability to see Jack, rendering him and all the guardians to imaginary friends. But Jamie was different. He still believed, he was still Jacks favorite and Jack thought, maybe he was feeling something more. Though the frozen teen had never had feelings for anyone, let alone know what to do with them, so he just pushed them off and kept Jamie as his best friend.

It was then that Jack heard a car pull up, he shot up and stood on the roof, watching Jamie get out of the car. He was big now, taller than Jack, bigger build and pretty nice looking in the face area. Jack couldn't help but smile as he watched him walk into his house. It seemed like forever till there where footsteps coming up the stairs and the door opened. Jamie walked in and threw his bags onto the ground and fell onto his bed with a sigh of relief. Jack was already in the room, sitting on the boys dresser.

"Ha look at you college boy!" He kept his smile till it turned into a frown. Jamie didn't answer. "Hey Jamie?" His heart sped up as there was no response. No this could not be happening, Jamie believed in him, he did.

A cold breeze came from the window and Jamie shook then his eyes looked to Jack as if the wind reminded him of something "Oh…hey Jack" He gave a soft smile at the end of his sentence. Jack almost fell to the ground in relief.

"Gosh Jamie don't ignore me like that again! Almost gave me a heart attack" Jack laughed trying to brush off the incident. Jamie looked confused for a moment then pushed it off of the conversation table.

"Jack?" Jamie asked, his voice showing something was wrong. Jack pushed his brows together in a worried fashion.

"What's wrong man?" He asked gliding his way to the bed and sitting down on the end of the bed. His staff placed in his lap.

Jamie took a moment to speak after collecting his words "I think we need to talk about something." Jack had no idea what was going on, he finally got to see Jamie again…..what was going on?

Jack didn't speak but Jamie didn't wait "I think….I might be crazy" Jack kept his confusion right on his face before making it vocal. "what are you talking about Jamie?"

The brown haired boy rubbed the back of his neck "Well….I have taken some classes on phycology and I think I might be schizophrenic." Jack shook his head "Jamie I don't know what you are talking about but I know you are not crazy"

Jamie looked to Jack, his eyes sad "Jack…schizophrenia is when people see things that aren't there….they hear things that aren't there." Even though Jack had never heard of a thing like that before he had a bad feeling that Jamie was talking about him. Though he didn't even get to talk before Jamie spoke again. "No one else sees you Jack, not even the kids that fought Pitch….I think I might of made it all up….made you up. I mean how unoriginal was I? Santa? Easter bunny? I just used old stories to keep me occupied."

Jack stood up and shook his head "Jamie! No that's not it! I'm real! North is real. We are all real!" Jamie shook his head right back at him. "I made it up Jack! I made up the reason of why you can't be seen by others I….I made it all up…. And I'm scared." He put his head into his hands "I'm frightened that someday it will go bad, I could get locked up in a loony bin!" Jack could feel himself fading from Jamie's eyes.

"Jamie! No you have to believe in me! I'll never let anyone hurt you. Just believe in the guardians, believe in me! We are all real!" Jamie seemed to hit a breaking point and stood, his voice in a shout "You're not real Jack!"

Jack's eyes widened in pain as he felt like someone had just ripped his heart out. Jamie was his believer, he needed him. Jack reached out to put his hand on Jamie's shoulder but he didn't make contact. His fingers disappeared into Jamie's shoulder and Jack took a step back in complete horror. Jamie looked over to where Jack was, his eyes showing he saw no one. His voice came out sad, and scared in a low mumble "Real people don't disappear like that Jamie. He's not real, but it's okay, you're not crazy." Jack couldn't take it and was out of the window in a second. No one could see him again he was alone. He could have gone to the North Pole, surely the other guardians would try to help but he knew where he wanted to go.

Jack's bare feet touched the ice but he felt nothing. He moved to the middle of his pond his heart still racing, his mind a mess. He wanted to stop thinking, there was too much noise, too much everything. His arm rose and his staff crashed into the ice, breaking it and Jack fell in. Now he was not trying to kill himself, he just wanted to float, be able to clear his mind. He did need air but a few minutes under water wouldn't hurt. By now it was night, all Jack wanted was to open his eyes in the freezing water and see the man in the moon, hoping he would tell him it would be all right. Though When he opened his eyes there was no moon that could be seen. The light from the mood kept the would above lit but it was darker than normal. Jack closed his eyes again before opening them, deciding it was time to get out or he would run out of air. He didn't move from where he was floating in the deep water when something dark started to come into view, it stood at the opening of the ice. What was it? His eyes grew big as he knew who it was, he could see the glowing golden eyes looking at him. His hand tightened around his staff but before he could use it something tightened around his wrist. He turned his head and saw black sand wrapping itself around his arm. Some bubbles left his mouth as his other arm was gabbed. He kicked he squirmed but he was no match for the surprise attack and sand kept him from moving. He felt dizzy as there wasn't a lot of air left in his lungs.

It surprised him that the nights cold air rushed into his watery lungs. His eyes heavy as his mind was about to give out. The dark figure stood in front of him, his body cold and wet on the ice. Pitch leaned down taking the guardians staff and playing with it a little. Jack blinked warily before his lips opened "Pitch…." Was it as threatening as he hoped it would sound? No not at all. Pitch looked away from the boys staff and at the boy himself. "Oh Jack, it seems you are alone again, I would talk about how we are alike but I actually am doing quite well for myself." His fingers slid along the frost spirits staff before leaning down to Jack, who was barely holding onto conciseness. "Now Jack why don't you take a nice, little, nap? I'm sure your dreams will be thrilling." He smiled and Jack couldn't help but comply, his eyes shut and his body became limp. Pitch stood with a smile that would send chills up anyone's spine.

He had worked so hard for this, the downfall of the guardians. He knew his plans where coming along just perfectly. Pitch sat on a black sand throne waiting to get word from his minions that Jack was awake. The child seemed to be able to sleep for a long time, considering the horrible nightmares he as forcing him to have.

Jack and Jamie. His most hated enemy's. He was close to beating the guardians, so close then Jack came along, which on his own wasn't too big of a deal but when Jamie believed in him, that was when he lost the fight. So of course Pitch waited for the perfect opportunity, little by little planting fear into Jamie's mind. It was even better when he went to college, he made Jamie fear Jack coming to visit, and so from there on it was open season on the boy. Who knew college would be so useful into scaring a boy out of believing? Making Jamie to scared to believe in Jack fueled Pitch, and even more so, hurt Jack. It was thrilling! So step one was done, Jamie was out of the picture and Jack was hurt beyond repair, did that mean the boogieman was done with him? Ohhh no. The guardians had to see what happens when they mess with Pitch, Jack would be all the proof he needed to show them his power. The boy would be destroyed by him, but that wasn't just it. His plans where even more so sinister for Jack. Pitch had an odd attraction to Jack, be it the likeness they had when it came to being believed in, or his small frame, maybe those eyes that could not be tamed, there were many things that the dark creature liked about Jack. thinking about it would made the shadow lord lick his lips. He would make it so that Jack couldn't be without him, of course speaking in the sexual way, adding to the humiliation for being lewd and so on. Jack would be his toy forever, and the rest of the guardians would have to watch as the Jack they knew was no more but a pet for the king of nightmares. Then he would take over the world or whatever. Lock the guardians away to rot. Though as Pitch found out himself, they could not die. Sandy was also proof to that. So he would have to just lock them away and make them watch as he destroyed the minds of children. He was fine with that outcome as well.

Hmmm been a real long time since I wrote anything so I might be a little rusty. Also my grammar and spelling has ALWAYS sucked so…deal with it? I guess.

ANYWHO please tell me what you think, if you don't then I probably won't write more -_-

Next chapter will be Jack and Pitch play time~ Not sure how far I will go in the next chapter but it will be fun I hope.